Midnight Movie combines the tedium of by-the-numbers slasher plotting with an absolutely unintelligible storyline into a steaming pile of cinematic effluent unworthy of the calories you'll spend flipping the channel. The only entertainment value comes at the expense of craptacular acting, and from gazing across the vistas of stunningly deep plot holes. It would be easy to blame this fiasco on its paltry budget. But as movies like Blair Witch and Paranormal Activity have abundantly illustrated, an interesting story can be told on a shoe string, and shot in weeks - or even a weekend. To get to that point, a writer needs to spend a lot of time crafting the project, and the director needs to plan every shot. Midnight Movie seems to have been written on the set, and directed without any sense of drama. Absolutely every attempted scare is telegraphed so far in advance that any viewer not throwing back Vicoden and vodka will want to yell "get on with it," at the screen. Film schools should include this in their curricula of Hack Studies.
Review of Midnight Movie
